In their quaint little village, the pair were as natural as
the sun rising in the morn, as the changing faces of the moon, as the north
star shining bright.
They were a team.
Killian always knew there was something special about Emma.
There was a light to her, something bright and beautiful, despite the life she
had lived.
They bonded over being orphans, of having no family to speak
of.
But it ran deeper than that.
There was an understanding between them, a world view shaped
by everything they had been through, every battle they fought to just keep on
surviving another day.
THE scene is filmed in the wee small hours of the morning
A giant screen blocks the action and the fandom speculation begins. What is happening behind that screen? All we knew was that Jen and Colin filmed the scene and no one else was in it.
How many times would he have gone outside to sit with her, comforting her and making her smile instead of sleeping himself, all just because he loves her and doesn’t want her to be alone or feel unimportant, like the lost girl who once had no one who cared…
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Yo! back again! Exams are over! I think i failed, but who knows! Anyhow going into full art mode, tossing between OUAT fanart and my other projects that im dying to start and finish, while searching for a job and getting ready to go overseas. Omg I’m so busy and brahh so rustyy…. D:
“I like those miniature portraits of us that you take with your talking phone.”
“They’re called selfies.”
“Selfies. Why the blazes are they called that?”
“Because it’s a picture of yourSELF, I guess.”
“This realm is bloody ridiculous with all its little machines. I’m still trying to figure out what the hell those me-me jokes are that Henry was talking about yesterday.”
It All Starts With a Dance 